i never want to end relations in hate or spite. no matter what happens between us. i’ve grown too weary to carry around all this anger and bitterness. even if i feel like it was an unfair decision, i hope you get everything you’ve ever wanted. and i never hear a thing about it.
i need to actually pull my fucking shit together and focus on everything that's ahead of me, instead of everything i lost. it's not coming back. i have to move on, or else i'll die here, frozen in time where nothing ever changes.
i have so much love to give and uptill now i was viewing it as a “regret” but it is such a privilege like yes i have fulfilled stable relationships that make me wanna pour from a full cup
yes my life is infact as cool as my instagram stories cus i only see the good in life and good in people which also breaks my heart sometimes but we ball